[ He places a hand to his hip, shifting his weight onto one foot as he watches her actions briefly before looking elsewhere. There's dozens of stalls with different vendors and items provided, some with food which isn't delectable in his perspective, and others being a source of temporary entertainment. ]
Huh? You don't have to thank me. [ Crowley thought nothing of his gesture, completely indifferent. His thoughts focus on getting out of their current location and less on the fact that he just gifted her something. In fact that's being tossed on the back burner. ]
Was that supposed to be a joke? Haha. [ Flatly. ] You know I actually do smell something good.
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Huh? You don't have to thank me. [ Crowley thought nothing of his gesture, completely indifferent. His thoughts focus on getting out of their current location and less on the fact that he just gifted her something. In fact that's being tossed on the back burner. ]
Was that supposed to be a joke? Haha. [ Flatly. ] You know I actually do smell something good.